The priest clenched his fists and sincerely said, "Please forgive my servant for being rude, but not to hide it. We once went to the Ling Palace of the Cold Land. There was a young man under twenty years old who just recognized this by glancing at it. It’s a refining drawing of the Undead Scepter."

"At this point, we have no need to deceive the master."

Master Oye eased his anger and looked at the face of the priest, saying, "You are telling me, what a young man judged is the drawing of the undead scepter?"

"It's true," said the priest.

Ou Yeming shook his head: "That is impossible. The refiner needs years of experience. This picture is complicated and strange. It is difficult to believe a first-time person to recognize the refined thing at a glance."

The priest's expression seriously said: "I can swear to the barbarian god."

Ou Yeming's eyes narrowed, and the barbarian **** enshrined in Lounan was a very magical god. No matter how confused the barbarian would swear to the barbarian god.

Not to mention being a priest who communicates with a barbarian god!

"What's his name?" Ou Yeming thought about it, could it be the disciple of the first refiner of the royal family of Liangjing?

The other party may have contact with some ancient files, just recognizing this picture.

"Xia Qingchen," the priest affirmed.

After they left the palace, they inquired about the young man, and it was easy to know that the master behind the palace was actually a person named Xia Qingchen.

"What, Xia Qingchen?" Ou Yeming was taken aback.

His palm trembled, and the crutches in his hand accidentally swept Zhenhuang Wushu Ding into a huge furnace, splashing hot lava.

Today's Zhongyun Realm, Xia Qingchen's name, from the three-year-old child to the King Zhongyun, who doesn't know who knows?

During the war in the new mine, Xia Qingchen led the Zizi Tiantuan with fewer than 10,000 people.

He has been regarded as a confidant in Zhongyunjing!

Dusk gave Xia Qingchen a terrifying name-Death Emperor!

Meaning, Xia Qingchen is a terrifying existence that harvests life and spreads death.

Far away was Zhong Feng, the first **** of war, Liu Fenglei, who killed a hundred thousand troops by him.

Nearly there was the Southern Xinjiang Army, which was killed by him more than half.

Countless dead souls he had harvested early!

"Are you sure Xia Qingchen?" Ou Yeming's eyes flashed violently.

The priest nodded: "It's him!"

Ou Yeming took a deep breath: "Unexpectedly, in addition to being a young God of War, he is also a deep-learning holy saint! How did the cool environment cultivate such characters? It was incredible!"

After pondering for a long time, Oyemin said frankly: "I'm very sorry, your so-called undead scepter, the old man can't understand it, let alone refining, you can find that Xia Qingchen."

Adagu was anxious: "However, Xia Qingchen said that even if he can refine it, he will not help us! This kid, as usual, is arrogant, and he just warned us..."

Ok?

Ou Yeming's old eyes were sharp immediately: "You said just now?"

Is it possible that Xia Qingchen is in Wangdu?

"Yes..." Adagu was about to say, and the priest suddenly interjected: "The servant means that we have just received Xia Qingchen's warning letter, do not continue to refine."

This way.

Ou Yeming's eyes eased, he did not doubt.

Because who would have thought that a demon who had just pitted Zhongyun's 500,000 troops dared to come to Wangdu.

"Nurse the master, let's say goodbye." The priest bowed his hand and left the Fire Vessel.

After leaving, Ada Gu said: "Princess, why stop me, that Xia Qingchen is clearly in the Yanbo Pavilion."

The priest said in a deep voice: "Stupid brain! Zhongyunjing's serious trouble, is it good to keep it, or is it good to be killed?

Adaku scratched his head, and after a long while, he calmed down and clapped his palms: "Of course it is good! He can continue to fight against Zhongyun Realm, biting the dog with Liangjing and Zhongyun Realm. Just do it!"

"That's not it?" said the priest: "If it is not necessary, Xia Qingchen need not be exposed."

"Hey, I see."

Two days later.

Yan Bo Ting, Xia Qingchen slowly opened her eyes, a wandering look on her face.

There is a piece of purple paste on his abdomen, which is Nanhai God Mud.

After two days of moisturizing the Nanhai God Mud, Xingquan was significantly more comfortable and showed signs of healing.

Persevere for up to two months, Xingquan can fully recover.

The only concern now is the slightly disordered star power.

"Young Master, Shenliu Cave is about to open. I have prepared birds for you. You can arrive in a tea." Xiao Qing knocked on the door to remind.

Xia Qingchen got up to clean up and opened the door.

Xiao Qingdao: "In addition, the two barbarians on the opposite side have tried to visit you many times, but without the consent of the son, Xiao Qing has refused."

"Oh." It was better to refuse. He and the two barbarians had no room for communication: "Let's go!"

At that time.

Royal palace.

In a garden surrounded by clouds and fog, a dimly visible middle-aged middle-aged man is practicing with his eyes closed.

At the entrance of the garden, Taishi bowed respectfully and reported to him.

Listen, the thin middle-aged man said: "To listen to the mysterious origin of Xuelou, we must use it and beware of it, and always pay attention to their movements."

"Yes!"

The lean middle-aged man said again: "A king son appeared in Zhongyun Bang, can you hear?"

The list has not been updated, but the royal family has already gained popularity.

Da Shizi said arrogantly: "I just heard that I just wanted to report to my father!"

In his eyes, waves of long absences flashed.

There was a super arrogant that was tied with Sai Tian!

It's unbelievable.

The voice of the thin middle-aged man was also more dignified: "The Lord of the Dragon Palace is supernatural, and his ranking is no problem. This son of the king, investigate the origin!"

"Yes!" Da Shizi said.

He knew very well that his father had missed the match day, and he regretted it for two full years.

Now there is a juxtaposed king, and his father will surely leave it behind at all costs.

As long as he finds this person, he will do great work.

"In addition, your sister Yin Miao is back." At the next moment, the thin middle-aged man again told a news that made the heart of Da Shizi's heart sink.

Yes, Fan Yin Miao is back!

She did not die, but pretended to die, and took the opportunity to escape from the cold and return to Zhongyun.

A few days ago, under the **** of a vassal, he returned to the palace.

Everything is secret and has not been released.

"Choose a date to announce to the outside world." Once announced, Fan Yinmiao will return to the ranks of the competitive throne.

For Da Shizi, this is definitely bad news.

Because the Sanskrit is wonderful, on the mind, the means, and the city, it is not weaker than him, it is the road to his throne, the strongest competitor!

"Sister Huang, why are you alive since you are dead?" Da Shizi narrowed his eyes and sighed slightly in his heart.

God stays in the hole.

Young people from all walks of life gathered.

There are only three people who can qualify for this.

One is the previous generation of Fengming Bazi, the other is the person recommended by Bazi, and the last is the person recommended by all parties.

At this moment, Zhou Xingyun and Qiu Zifan were standing together.

The eyes of both of them cast some kind of innocence into a corner, where there was a green willow, and there was a person standing alone-the blue flower fairy!

Among them, Zhou Xingyun's eyes can be described as hatred.

"Sister, stay in the hole, don't blame me as a ruthless brother!" Zhou Xingyun murmured.

As he was talking, he saw a figure coming from afar, and he couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and immediately greeted him with a smile.

The comer is the first person of his generation, Haotian!

And beside Haotian, there is another person walking side by side-Sanshizi! (To write one more chapter, it is late, and it will continue to be updated at night. Today is in good condition, I feel like I can change it again.)